game on.

almost doesnt count.

so ive been crying. all the time. out of the blue. its so. freaking. ANNOYING. tried to figure it out. obviously i couldnt. so i asked an old friend what is up.

shes so wise. sometimes i refuse to admit it to myself that im not okay. that im "better off" without some people. that i should be happy because im moving on. all signs point to yes. this is a good thing for me. but lets get one things straight: its not easy.

im working overtime to forget about my past decisions and although i regret none of them, i cant help but wish a little that things went differently. to make myself feel better i sometimes say, "hey marzperez! you almost had it." well, as the song goes.. almost doesnt count.

get it right.

easy there, emo kid. but im sure we can all relate in some way or another..

i will get it right.

hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

oh the lovers squabble. how much we love to watch. its almost a guilty pleasure of mine tbh. its kinda sick how i enjoy watching people suffer through verbal abuse.

saw one go down last night. its blog worthy. i will neither deny nor confirm that i dislike the person being verbally abused.

it happened so quickly. and in public. in front of all his friends. embarrassing, non? i am dying of laughter as i write this fyi.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE" - direct quote.

im not sure which ones worse: being publicly humiliated amongst your peers OR involving yourself with a crazy bitch (who btw is my hero).

the way i see it #5946:
karma is your bitch so bend over and take it like one.

fallen.

i can be this creepy.. for real. haaaaaah!